Hunter hadn’t been kidding when he said he had all sorts of kinky things he wanted to try. My body was deliciously sore, and my husband had a smile on his face that wouldn’t quit. My husband. That was an insane statement. I finally called uncle on the third day and we decided to go and get dinner. There was a beautiful little seafood restaurant right on the ocean down from our hotel. We strolled down the boardwalk hand in hand. Hunter’s show of affection was surprising. Before, he might have put an arm around me as we walked, but now it was different when he pulled me into his body. The heat between us was confusing as hell, but I wasn’t going to question it. I knew that the longer we acted like this, the harder it would be for me when our marriage ended. The hostess sat us down and Hunter ordered a one of our favorite red wines. My thoughts wandered as I stared out into the ocean. “Are you okay, honey?”
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